Verse:

I think that If I explain how

I'm aware of how my voice is bad

people won't care
If I don't hold notes or speak little through my throat

then maybe people won't hate to listen note for note

There trying to restrain me
I know something you don't
They're trying to refrain me
Torture me so I won't

One can only wish their life becomes something of a novel
A romantic action comedy and twisted ones awful

Chorus intro:

I've been trying way to hard to write something no one can write
I've been trying way to hard to find something that sounds right

Chorus:

Muffeling sheets
Are all I see
They gives us the right to breath
Heavenly
Sharp ends of Bs and flats of Es
Silence me

Verse:

I want to move on from
the pain
But the blood on my sock
Will stain
I must address right now
Or the stain won't go
I'm afraid refraining limit the stain
Won't make the pain grow
A decision of incision required revision, it takes a lot to cause that collision
A division of collision is more than incision revision is not the decision

Chorus intro:
I've been trying way to hard to write something no one can write
I've been trying way to hard to find something that sounds right

Chorus:
Muffeling sheets
Are all I see
They gives us the right to breath
Heavenly
Sharp ends of Bs and flats of Es
Silence me